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The Brave New World

IMPORTANT: I WILL NOT BE CONTINUING THIS SERIAL. SYNOPSIS It is January 2nd, 2035. In New York, leaders of all the world's nations are assembling to agree on a plan to save the dying planet: Earth. Of course it's a lie, because the planet isn't about to die. People will. As it often happens when something starts with a lie, disaster strikes. A mysterious electromagnetic storm destroys the global power grid, and cuts communications. Many people die, some commiting suicide because of the inability to post on Instagram. But as soon as the storm dies down, millions of mysterious, glowing cubes appear all over the globe. The cubes contain tools that will let humans colonize a new planet: a bigger, richer version of Earth. The newly formed Colonial Council, which answers to the United Nations, has only one goal: to ease the crisis on Earth by transfers of goods and resources from the New World. Millions of new colonizers rush to the New World, united by a common purpose: to turn their dreams into reality. Some dream of getting rich by trading New World goods. Some dream of conquest, and building an empire. Some dream of peace, adoration, and love. Some will succeed, and others will fail. But fortune always favors the brave.

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To Cruz's surprise, dinner turned out to be a less lavish affair than lunch. There were sardines on toast and a clear soup, followed by grilled trout and a choice of two main dishes: roast chicken and a beef stew that Cruz identified as Boeuf Bourguignon.

There also was plenty of good wine. Cruz restrained himself and just dipped his lips, but Susanto let himself go. He matched Jelly glass for glass and the two of them went through two bottles of white before they were done with the fish.

Susanto struck halfway through the main course. Having chased down a hefty forkful of the beef stew with an equally hefty gulp of red wine, he said:

"You know, Jelly, that contract of yours. There's a clause there we don't like. The final clause, with all this talk of punishment and death. It strikes the wrong note. Some things are better left unsaid. You know what I mean? So we'd like you to remove that clause. From the contract."